A Note…

I’ve always welcomed the warm glow of creativity my whole life. With memories of molding cool, smooth clay, filtering papery goop, smelling sweet bow resin, and spreading thick white paste.

In my current season I start the day in my small, quiet studio with a cup of coffee, some music, and a paintbrush. My brush spreads vibrant, creamy oil across my canvas smearing colorful bits from the layer below. “Paint the glow,” is my mantra and what I hope to convey to the viewer. A coneflower bursting with life or a tomato sporting a freshly-picked sheen. There is plenty of glow to be had.

Cheers to creativity and to those who fan its flames.